Poem for the People (Chicago)

If the people only knew If they could visualize Just open their eyes Even stop to think about If they could open their minds They could get beyond The world's a funny place you know Most of what goes on is rarely funny Rarely funny Could the people understand In only whisper and screams And colorless dreams Could they finally comprehend If they could suddenly see And suddenly feel The world's a funny place you know Most of what goes on is rarely funny Rarely funny